Trash of the Count's Family

The red ships surrounded the golden ship.

Choi Han and the Knight Captain jumped aboard the golden ship and stopped behind Cale. The Dark Elf Tasha and young lady Amiru were also standing behind Cale.

“Cale-nim.”

Choi Han called out toward Cale as the representative. He could see the ocean that Cale was currently looking at. There were corpses floating up next to the debris.

Choi Han slowly approached Cale. He could see the frown on Cale's face.

‘…He really has a soft heart.’

Cale started to speak.

“How peaceful.”

His voice sounded tired.

Fatigue was evident in every word he spoke. Everybody became quiet after hearing Cale's tone. Although he had said something nice, the weight and sorrow in his voice made them all shut up.

One of the nobles suddenly thought about something after hearing the word, ‘peaceful.’ He was able to recall this information because he had been thinking about the Henituse household this entire battle.

He subconsciously said it out loud.

“…There is no reason to be recorded in history. Live for peace and happiness.”

The unexpected voice made everyone turn their gazes toward the noble who spoke. The nobles tilted their heads at this statement that sounded somewhat familiar.

They felt as if they had heard it before, but they could not remember clearly where they had heard it.

Cale responded to the noble at that moment.

“I guess you know of our family motto.”

The Henituse household’s motto.

The expressions on the faces of the nobles quickly changed. Figuring out the source of this statement made them unable to speak.

They could see the look of sorrow on Cale's face even as he started to smile.

The people on board could tell how much weight the phrase, ‘peace and happiness,’ had on the Henituse family.

“…Ho.”

One of the nobles let out a gasp.

He had been jealous of how Cale had played a pivotal role in a historic battle. However, the person who made that contribution preferred peace and happiness rather than fame.

The noble who had gasped realized something.

‘Having that mindset probably allowed him to be able to do this.’

He had heard that Count Henituse had opened up their wallets in order to provide food and farming tools to the citizens. He had also spent money on the naval base and the castle wall.

The Henituse household's mindset.

The reason they had stayed out of the fight for power until now. They had only moved for the peace and happiness of the Roan Kingdom.

Silence filled the deck once again.

At that moment, Cale was also thinking about his family motto.

‘There is no reason to be recorded in history. Live for peace and happiness instead.’

‘The people of old truly were wise.’

Cale was in awe of his ancestor's mindset.

Forget history, being full and warm was the best. Thinking about that made Cale think that he was suffering right now.

He started to frown even more.

He was not just suffering now, he was starving.

‘What did I ever do to deserve this?’

Cale started to speak to console himself, knowing that he was suffering now in order to have 50 years of peace.

Cale’s desire to go home and lay around in bed was relayed to the red ships surrounding them.

“Let’s go back.”

Everybody heard his voice.

“To our land.”

Let’s go back to our land.

The Roan Kingdom’s citizens bit down on their lips instead of cheering.

They had somewhere to return to and they were alive and able to go home.

were feeling at peace for still being alive

resembled the migration of birds were gone, while the golden

the peaceful

cruel for their enemies, Cale knew that there were many people who were sinless and happened to become soldiers in

the area before turning around. The golden ship made its way

the thought on Cale's mind

hungry. I’ll eat as soon as I get

speak of the results, Cale did not get to do that when

much for him to

not help but

“Ha, haha-”

was echoing inside the underground

hands once he was done laughing about it. He

have trusted

his hands to see someone on

old man wearing a robe with a

was the old

at the old man

is

Raon had said that.

alive, but barely breathing. He's right

edge of death’s door. His entire body was injured. His skin was blue as if he had been hit by all sorts of magic spells and

who was not invisible as they were the only ones there. Raon slowly avoided his gaze as On and Hong slowly walked away toward the corner of the underground prison

Raon started to mumble.

human bled. They needed to not only bleed, but their blood needed to pour out. They shouldn’t be allowed to have an easy death. We need to rip them to shreds and then

“I agree!”

a good job

even the silver kitten, On, agreed with the

The children averaging nine-years-old.

could he really

that having a discussion with the

That was disappointing.

red star on their robes. He could also see Beacrox taking off his previously

Plop.

table with the torture instruments. The

hair as he reported

should be able to talk once they wake

be able

and the healer who were currently

then

“…Gasp!”

gasped as soon as they made

The magic spearman.

the person who used both magic and spear arts, the same one they had frequently met while fighting against

they made eye contact and tried to turn

respectful to turn away when our young

by the hair, made it impossible

even look at Ron as

this to

spearman is not injured at all,

Ron. Ron smiled back at him,

guess the scariest old man is

if

the shaking magic spearman. He then

first

could not say

were in his eyes

response made

Choi Han's black aura, and Ron's stealth and assassination

magic spearman had definitely

at the valley with the Elf

had always

angry about these people but

spearman had faced those same people in this

looked

looked up at the leader of the group that got in Arm’s way numerous times. That leader then

I

However, this gentle question made the magic spearman’s eyes shake even more.

voice

to be at least a bit smart. You

made the magic spearman’s

Cale was saying that this was not the first time they had met, and that he would not

spearman's hair in order to make him make eye contact with Cale, however, the magic spearman did not raise his head to look at Cale

gaze focused on

should look at and the

“You really are smart.”

Cale's voice, the magic spearman felt a sense of relief. He could still feel Cale

could their true identities

just young master who needed to recover,

magic spearman did not have such

he did. He just chose to look down at

observed the

Maiden, Hannah. He had told her to treat him like her own older brother.

people in the